Dracula Was a Baptist….and..
A little blast from the past as we’re in the mountains of northern Georgia. Back with the fresh stuff in mid October.
I discovered something; I stumbled across it the other day while paging through some theological literature. It was Loren D. Estleman’s “Sherlock Holmes and Dracula.” (Okay, so theology crops up in some strange places.) Early on, before the game is afoot, Dracula pays a visit to Holmes and Watson in their apartment on Baker Street. The following dialogue ensues.
“The night is cold and I am not so young as I once was,” Dracula said. “May I come in?”
“Please do. Perhaps you would care to join my colleague and myself in some whisky. Watson, a glass.”
“Thank you. I do not drink alcoholic beverages,” he said stepping in.
You know what this must mean? Count Dracula was a Baptist. And you know what else? When Anne Lamott discovers a new adverb that blasts her out of the doldrums of writer’s block, she dances around making noises like James Brown. I wonder if…
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